The Support of Family

Lately our lives have been full of family. Weekends are packed with visits and visitors. Hudson is content to be held all day. Behr has thoroughly enjoyed the attention. He is hamming it up. He is also taking it all in, sport lessons included. Soccer, golf, baseball and basketball all have found new homes in my son's heart. But family still comes first. The best outcome of these visits is the love that has overwhelmed Behr. He asks and prays for (in one long sentence) Momma, Dad, Hudson, Grandmom, Grandpop, Uncle Ben, Uncle Mike, Yia-yia and Popouli, Brookie, Julia, and cousin Sam and the firetrucks. Behr loves to pray for our family and the firetrucks, but that is a story for another day.

We moved from Boston to DC six years ago to be closer to family. The past eleven weeks have reaffirmed that move. Now if only I could figure out how to put our family right next door so that when Behr wakes up at 5:30 in the morning he can knock on their door. just like he did to my parents each morning this past weekend. I am so thankful. So very thankful for the support of family.